“I’m sure there are about a hundred girls in here just waiting for your charm and abuse, but I’m not one of them. Please go away.” The chairs were quickly filling up and the longer he stayed next to me, the less likely my chances were at finding a real prospect for fun.
“A thousand girls would be a sad substitute for you, green eyes. Come on, just a name, what’s the harm in that?”
It was becoming more than obvious that he was not going to leave, and I was about to give up when I finally spotted my savior. He was easily as tall as my dad with dark skin and a body that screamed football player. He had his cap pulled down over his eyes and his arms crossed as if he was catching a last minute nap.
“Excuse me,” I snapped as I slid from the desk and made my way to the seat next to the sleeping giant. I set my stuff down and leaned into his ear whispering, “Make this idiot go away, and I swear I’ll owe you.” He didn’t say a word, but I saw his eyebrow arch.
The dark haired stalker slid into the seat next to me and grinned. “Good choice. The view up here is much better…on many accounts.” He started to lean into me, placing his forearm on my desk as he spoke.
The sleeping giant sat up in his chair and pulled his cap up off his face. He was even more intimidating than I previously thought. “I think you’ve got the wrong chair, Casanova, the lady’s with me.” His voice was steady and calm, but there was no room for argument. I took the hint and wrapped my small hands around his bulging bicep, feigning a hug.
The dark haired boy looked shocked, but finally left to rejoin his awaiting fan club. What possessed a woman to share her man was beyond me.
“Thank you,” I said sighing as I released the giant’s arm. “I’m Issy, and you are officially my knight in shining armor.” I shot him my most charming smile and flipped my bright hair off my shoulder.
He wasn’t impressed and just pulled his cap back down and went back to his hunched position. “Reggie,” he said flatly, closing his eyes once more.
I decided right then that I liked Reggie. He didn’t know it yet, but he was going to be my new partner in crime. I needed a Jake substitute, and he was the perfect fit. Handsome, intimidating, and totally not interested in me that way.
The class was as boring as the name implied it would be, and I spent most of it texting my friends from Winsor. I texted Jake, telling him my dad trapped me in a business class. His only response was to ask if I had heard from Avery today. I immediately tensed. Avery and I had talked every day since I got to my dad’s, but I hadn’t heard from her since Saturday. I knew she was still spending too much time with Jake, but she assured me nothing was going on.
Me: No. Why?
Jake: No reason. I’ll call you later.
I sat up a little, knowing without question that something bad was happening.
Me: What’s going on?
There was no response this time. I, in turn, texted Avery a question mark. No response either. I felt anger burn in my stomach. I hated this! I was completely out of the loop.
Class finally ended and Reggie woke back up. “I miss anything?” he asked sleepily.
“Nope. Guy figures we can’t read and spent the hour going over the syllabus.”
Reggie actually smiled, a row of white teeth visible against his dark lips. It made his brown eyes light up and made him appear much less intimidating, almost friendly.
I followed him out of the class and kept in step with him as he walked briskly across campus.
“So Reggie, how long have you been at Western?” I asked, practically running.
He slowed down so I could keep up and shot up his eyebrow again. “Sophomore, why?”
“Just making conversation. I’m new here, and you looked like my new best friend,” I explained sweetly.
He laughed out loud and stopped to stare at me. “Who are you?”
I was amusing him which was perfect. “Issy. It’s actually a very long, sad story that neither
“A thousand girls would be a sad substitute for you, green eyes. Come on, just a name, what’s the harm in that?”
It was becoming more than obvious that he was not going to leave, and I was about to give up when I finally spotted my savior. He was easily as tall as my dad with dark skin and a body that screamed football player. He had his cap pulled down over his eyes and his arms crossed as if he was catching a last minute nap.
“Excuse me,” I snapped as I slid from the desk and made my way to the seat next to the sleeping giant. I set my stuff down and leaned into his ear whispering, “Make this idiot go away, and I swear I’ll owe you.” He didn’t say a word, but I saw his eyebrow arch.
The dark haired stalker slid into the seat next to me and grinned. “Good choice. The view up here is much better…on many accounts.” He started to lean into me, placing his forearm on my desk as he spoke.
The sleeping giant sat up in his chair and pulled his cap up off his face. He was even more intimidating than I previously thought. “I think you’ve got the wrong chair, Casanova, the lady’s with me.” His voice was steady and calm, but there was no room for argument. I took the hint and wrapped my small hands around his bulging bicep, feigning a hug.
The dark haired boy looked shocked, but finally left to rejoin his awaiting fan club. What possessed a woman to share her man was beyond me.
“Thank you,” I said sighing as I released the giant’s arm. “I’m Issy, and you are officially my knight in shining armor.” I shot him my most charming smile and flipped my bright hair off my shoulder.
He wasn’t impressed and just pulled his cap back down and went back to his hunched position. “Reggie,” he said flatly, closing his eyes once more.
I decided right then that I liked Reggie. He didn’t know it yet, but he was going to be my new partner in crime. I needed a Jake substitute, and he was the perfect fit. Handsome, intimidating, and totally not interested in me that way.
The class was as boring as the name implied it would be, and I spent most of it texting my friends from Winsor. I texted Jake, telling him my dad trapped me in a business class. His only response was to ask if I had heard from Avery today. I immediately tensed. Avery and I had talked every day since I got to my dad’s, but I hadn’t heard from her since Saturday. I knew she was still spending too much time with Jake, but she assured me nothing was going on.
Me: No. Why?
Jake: No reason. I’ll call you later.
I sat up a little, knowing without question that something bad was happening.
Me: What’s going on?
There was no response this time. I, in turn, texted Avery a question mark. No response either. I felt anger burn in my stomach. I hated this! I was completely out of the loop.
Class finally ended and Reggie woke back up. “I miss anything?” he asked sleepily.
“Nope. Guy figures we can’t read and spent the hour going over the syllabus.”
Reggie actually smiled, a row of white teeth visible against his dark lips. It made his brown eyes light up and made him appear much less intimidating, almost friendly.
I followed him out of the class and kept in step with him as he walked briskly across campus.
“So Reggie, how long have you been at Western?” I asked, practically running.
He slowed down so I could keep up and shot up his eyebrow again. “Sophomore, why?”
“Just making conversation. I’m new here, and you looked like my new best friend,” I explained sweetly.
He laughed out loud and stopped to stare at me. “Who are you?”
I was amusing him which was perfect. “Issy. It’s actually a very long, sad story that neither
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